After the message was sent, Han Zhifan stared at the phone for a while then threw it on the bed and walked into the bathroom.
After he came out, Han Zhifan glanced out the window. Eventually, his wandering feet headed back to his bed before changing course to the balcony.
He pulled open the curtain and glanced outside. Cheng Weiwan was still there...
Han Zhifan turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already almost three in the morning.
Having finally calmed down after sending that text to Lin Sheng, he was now starting to get angry again.
How annoying! Didn't we already break it off? Didn't she get over me by now?
What does it have to do with me if she's downstairs in the rain all night? What am I pissed off about here?!
Han Zhifan thought as he walked over to the bedside table and grabbed the ashtray and lighter. He lit up a cigarette and smoked as he made his way back to the balcony.
